Rope (No Dirt Is In A Hole)

600FT COTTON ROPE, BODY

600 ft of white cotton rope sits in a gallery corner with a pile of scores. Every day for 7 days enter the gallery 1 hour
before closing. Do any and all of the actions for any amount of time. Only the performer knows when the performer
will stop performing, although the performance never ends.

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If copper was a display of time moving forward then it was always speaking of the past, but never able to return to
it. Rope speaks of plasticity - movement between past, present and future. If copper was a mirage, rope is the fabric
of illusion. It is the constant negotiation with impermanence, the infinite give and take of any single truth.

The use of a score in this performance both placed and displaced the spectator: They became stewards of a
chronology, gazing upon an image, actors in a scene, perhaps the performer themselves, perhaps the only thing
tethering the performer to the performance, perhaps this will never end, perhaps they should leave.